"Smack!"

Countless prey were poured out of mustard seeds by Tang Chuan, and the dragon armor beast with one halberd and two sections was still flowing with blood; The crocodile that was chopped alive was covered in blood and shining in the moonlight, like a burning moon flame; There are also colorful cranes that have not been plucked, out of trust in Ya'er, Tang Chuan casually hunted a few, ready to wrap them in golden lotus leaves, and make them called flower cranes......

Zhao Xiaoyun counted carefully, dozens of strange beasts were littered on the ground, and many of them were the blood R treasure medicine mentioned by the ancestors, real. 【Fengyun Reading Network. It's not the R, which is sublimated because of the aura of the dragon armor beast, but an ancient beast that is bred by the "Emperor of Heaven" to satisfy the appetite of the mouth.

"I didn't expect the adults to really hunt the colorful crane, this crane is said to be famous in ancient times, and appeared as the messenger of the 'Emperor of Heaven'. Only later...... All wisdom is wiped out. Ya'er's eyes widened, and she forced her saliva to admir.

"Little fat man" Tang Chuan shouted, he had heard a little about the past of the colorful crane.

It is rumored that he was an envoy of a certain great power at first, and then his intelligence was erased as a mount, and finally he became a prey, but in a hundred years, the entire race perished.

"It's coming," the little fat man replied, wiping his saliva.

"Come and pack up your prey."

As he spoke, he stripped the feathers of the three colorful cranes, and for a while the feathers flew wildly. , cut off a grass, the grass is like a sharp blade, cutting through the belly of the colorful crane like flowing clouds and water, and cutting off the contents.

"Dig a pit!" He said.

"I'll come" Zhao Xiaoyun volunteered, and he knew that Tang Chuan was not the big demon king as those people said, and he was more intimidating while talking about trains, and he didn't really want to kill himself.

"Khooth!"

Zhao Xiaoyun's spear was like a dragon, hitting the ground, and the power was shocking, but there was no indiscriminate use. There were no rocks flying, no craters that should have appeared, only the roar of the little fat man.

"It can't be! My gun can't even break through the dirt! Oh my! Mamma Mia, I'm still dead, it's a shame. ”

Ya'er touched her forehead, although she had seen it many times, she still didn't get rid of Zhao Xiaoyun's bad problem, she just regarded it as a joke.

"I'm coming!"

Ya'er dragged Zhao Xiaoyun away and took out a small shovel from the mustard seeds. The little shovel is very extraordinary, overflowing with light, and the little fat man was shocked and angry at the first sight of it.

"You slapped me with this shovel last time?!!"

"Wait a minute," Ya'er put the shovel across her chest and spit out her cute little tongue, "What happened last time was an accident, don't blame me!" If you hadn't messed around, I wouldn't have slapped you with my beloved little shovel, blaming me for the building? ”

She's innocent, as weird as a little fat man's anger.

"I'll settle accounts with you when I get out!" The little fat man finally compromised, leaving a cruel word, wanting to see the joke of Ya'er who was dressed in white like snow.

As the little fat man expected, the little shovel just shoveled lightly, and the soil shook, and he had to give in and be piled together.

After a few seconds, a three-meter-square pit was dug out to bury the three colorful cranes.

The little fat man looked at the little shovel, touched the back of his head, was indescribably surprised, and kept grinding his teeth.

"That's good."

Tang Chuan praised, that small shovel was polished with the bones of the ancient fierce beast, known as the Void Walker, and the way of connotative space was not as simple as it seemed.

He added with a smile: "At least it's easy to beat the little fat man." ”

Zhao Xiaoyun's face darkened, and his brows formed a big embarrassment.

The moonlight is sultry, and the little fat man uses his flame, which is the rumored true fire of Samadhi.

Ya'er just laughed and added, "Roasted R tastes good." ”

The flames were red and white, beating on top of half a crocodile, igniting all grease.

Zhao Xiaoyun squatted on the mound, gnawing on the leftover dragon armor beast R just now, while urging the Samadhi True Fire and sprinkling spices.

"It's good to use, how to apply the material?" The little fat man made a difficulty, not long after he obtained the true fire of Samadhi, he could only barely control it, and did not dare to touch it with his hands.

"I'll do it!"

Tang Chuan took a sip of the "protection fee" paid by the little fat man - a jar of wine known as a hundred years old, and the altar was soaked in an elixir, which was a life-saving medicine given to him by the elders of the sect.

With just a small bite, Tang Chuan's whole body was comfortable, like divine help, and his tired body also recovered to its full glory.

A big hand reached into the flames, the fingertips were slippery, beating on the crocodile, followed by sparks, blooming magnificently, thanking for lifelessness.

"The fire is not small, and there is a hint of taste, but it is not a real fire of samadhi after all."

Ya'er saw the flames, envy, jealousy and hatred at the same time, and did not forget to mend the knife, and said the difference between the flames.

"Little fat man" Tang Chuan looked at the little fat man with a smile, and he saw that his skin pimples fell to the ground, and his heart was not good.

"Do you still have old wine at home or in the sect, get me some, and I can help you make the true fire of Samadhi." He's not kidding, but he really has a way to get the true fire of Samadhi.

The little fat man shook his head reservedly, not daring to offend Tang Chuan.

"I'm not kidding you."

Tang Chuan smiled and stopped, and returned to his old position to taste the wine. He really wanted Zhao Xiaoyun's old wine in the house to be true, but he couldn't do anything to take advantage of it, after all, the little fat man was obedient and not an enemy.

It's just that he regretted a little that he didn't get this thing earlier, if he got it earlier, how could the little fat man be so leisurely at the moment.

Thinking about it, Tang Chuan glanced at the little fat man, and his scalp was numb in shock.

"What should I do?" The little fat man whispered, which can be regarded as asking Ya'er for help. He found that something was wrong just now, and instead of hiding and pinching, it was better to say it directly.

"Cold salad!"

Ya'er gave Zhao Xiaoyun a roll of her eyes, and she couldn't help it. Helping him at this time is tantamount to setting himself on fire, she is not Lei Feng.

"Spelled ......"

The little fat man had no choice, gritted his teeth, and decided to exchange wine for himself.

With a shy little round face, he no longer ate and drank, but said, "Boss, my master wants to get some demon beasts to drink from here, and he has drunk a lot of wine there for more than a hundred years." ”

"Is that true?" Tang Chuan raised his eyebrows, although he didn't know the origin of the little fat man, he really didn't believe what the little fat man said. If you want to drink demon beasts, the current cultivation realm is not too difficult, and after many years of killing, except for a few who have been in captivity. Demon beasts are almost extinct, and as for generating spiritual intelligence, it is almost impossible.

"Never lie!"

The little fat man slapped his chest and sold his master without shame.

On the side, Ya'er rolled her eyes, she naturally knew the little fat man's teacher, and she also knew how unscrupulous this pair of masters and apprentices were. However, she didn't think that the two masters and apprentices could fall under Tang Chuan's hands, and the person in front of her was a strong man who was disobedient to all kinds of disobedience.

Tang Chuan smiled slightly, raised his palm, and swore an oath with Zhao Xiaoyun's greasy palm, just as Ya'er thought. He didn't know what kind of person the little fat man was, and he could only suppress such a person.

"Add food! Reward you, little fat man!"

Tang Chuan shouted, there are a lot of ingredients taken out of the mustard seeds, all of which he found here, compared to the ordinariness of the dragon armor beast and the crocodile, many of them taken out this time can't even be named by the well-informed Ya'er, just looking at the crystal clear R, drooling, no better than the little fat man at all.

Cut off the big tree with grass, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal. This is not Tang Chuan's forte, but at the moment, he is at ease. A large tree was cut down with a single grass just to make a table.

"Wait!"

The little fat wolf howled, as if he had seen a peerless beauty. actually blocked the grass in Tang Chuan's hand with one shot, and narrowly saved a small section of wood in the middle of the big tree.

"This seems to be Aoki Kokoro. Doesn't it mean that it is only possible to conceive such a thing in an ancient tree? How old does this tree have to be? ”

The little fat man picked up a thousand catties of wood, looked at the small piece of cyan wood in the middle, cried first and then laughed, crazy?

"Kokoro Aoki ......"

Tang Chuan chanted this word, the rumored treasure, if it was born in the ancient god tree, the power would also fight. This tree is very ordinary, but its heart is the heart of Aoki, and it only takes two meters long to create an immortal weapon, which is better than this so-called frog gun.

"Big brother, no, it's uncle." The little fat man is not an ordinary person after all, he reflected and hugged Tang Chuan's thigh: "If you help me get Aoki's heart out, I, Zhao Xiaoyun, will definitely persuade that old bastard to do it with you, the master has long seen that those big families are unhappy!" ”

He only promised one thing, but that thing was in Tang Chuan's arms, and this was also the help he needed. People live in the world, and it is impossible to solve everything with violence, and more often it is solved in a dark corner.

The grass brushed a few swords, and then separated the big tree that the little fat man was unable to break, cut it open, and Aoki's heart slipped to the ground.

"Uncle, what a dear uncle!" The little fat man was surprised and delighted, and he didn't plan to let go while holding Aoki's heart, "I want to cultivate a relationship with him and create the first shot in the cultivation realm!" ”

"Don't say I know you! Lose face! Ya'er said a rare word, and no longer gave the little fat man a roll of his eyes.

"Hey, hey!"

The little fat man didn't care, he was grinning, and before he could punch Ya'er and kick Tang Chuan, he woke up from his dream.

"Keep baking!"

Tang Chuan took out a wooden bowl, poured himself a bowl of wine, and roasted a large piece of R. It's more refreshing than the beer roasted R before, and the whole body is full of golden light, and the aura is overflowing.

"Pad your stomach first, who is that!"

Tang Chuan greeted, leaving Zhao Xiaoyun alone to watch Ya'er take small steps, sit on Tang Chuan's left hand side, take a bowl of wine, drink it all, and glow all over.

"Don't worry, refine slowly, maybe you will be able to break through the early stage of the Xuanming Realm tonight. By the way, I haven't asked Fang Ming yet...... Tang Chuan landed a few fingers on Ya'er in the air, sealed the aura in the wine R in Ya'er's body, and continued to ask his name.

"Boss, my name is Tang Ya, you can call me Ya'er."

Ya'er hesitated for a moment and said, she didn't know how to call Tang Chuan, this family with the same surname was not such an approachable person regardless of rumors or facts, and the little fat man was about to be killed.

"Ya'er? The elegance of the wind and elegance? Tang Chuan smiled slightly and talked about the word 'Ya'. I think that back then, he read through the Four Books and Five Classics, and he was almost able to memorize the general knowledge of capital governance. This kind of talent is the reason why his medical skills can be so clever, as the old saying goes: read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will appear by itself.

"Exactly."

Ya'er nodded, sitting upright refining aura, her little face flushed, a little more tempting than just now. It's a pity that she is not Tang Chuan's dish.

"Come and eat too!"

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Xiaoyun heard this sentence and burst into tears for a while.